Remember those little white lies I wrote about earlier this week? Well, I have a confession: there’s another one that I’ve been telling myself recently. And it goes something like this:
I don’t really want an iPhone of my own, I just like playing with other people’s. I actually prefer my BlackBerry.
In fairness, when I first started saying it, I believed it wholeheartedly. I loved my BlackBerry. I still do, in fact. But there’s something alluring about the iPhone.

Truth be told, the picture is better. The internet access is generally (not always) faster, and easier to navigate. And I do love the touch screen – sliding pages left and right, zooming in and out with a simple motion.
Then there are the apps. So many toys to play with! When I saw that my BlackBerry had its own VZAppZone, I immediately checked it out, curious if it could compare to all the games, light sabers, and Shazaams that my friends have.
It could not.
I was sorely disappointed.
Perhaps there’s a chance that I’m just not using it right. But, I doubt it. I may not be on the super high end of technology savvy people, but I do know a thing or two.
However, even though I can now, finally admit that I do want my own iPhone, there are still three reasons that keep me coming back to my BlackBerry.
1) Service.
I currently have Verizon. I could probably count on one hand the number of times that I’ve been without service in metros, tunnels, middle-of-nowheres, etc.
2) The touch screen.
I know, I said I liked it before, and I do. But my thumbs don’t. While typing on an iPhone, you, of course, run the risk of hitting the wrong letter, usually on either side of the intended one. I, however, end up hitting about five letters in either direction, because my thumbs are so odd. I’ve had small children ask me what’s wrong with them, and I have a friend who affectionately calls them “toe thumbs.” (I have to believe it’s affectionately, or else my self-conscious level would shoot through the roof.)

Yes, this was two separate photos. Yes, my left thumb is deformed. Guess which thumb I used to suck as a child...
Regardless, they are not conducive to typing on a touch screen. Boo.
3) Money.
Another mini-confession: I still haven’t completely severed financial ties with Mom and Dad. I pay for everything…except my cell phone bill. Yay for family plans! I’m sure that one day (probably sooner than I’d like) they’ll kick me out – or at least demand payment. But for now, I’m taking my breaks where I can get them. And if that’s X amount of money that I save every month, so be it.
Plus, as a bonus reason, my BlackBerry would never try to censor me like this:
(857): seriously iPhone. Stop autocorrecting all my fucks into ducks. You’re making all my strong worded texts look harmless and adorable.
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